There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 87. The eighth dragon scale (seven)

The eighth dragon scale (seven)

Linglong is really disgusted.

She doesn't understand why there are so many ways to bully people, why these girls in class Z have to choose the toilet.

"Old, teacher!!"

"Who's the old teacher?" Linglong leaned on the sink, forgive her for not wanting to get close to that place. After all, it was too dirty and smelly, and she still loves cleanliness. "I didn't get enough to eat in the cafeteria at noon, so why don't you come here for a meal?"

The students in Class Z were all scared by her. They felt that the new head teacher was evil and unapproachable, but it wasn't that they never thought about building a good relationship with Linglong. It's a pity that they don't want to send red envelopes and don't receive gifts. The school rules, she has the means to deal with them. After a long time, seeing Linglong was like a mouse seeing a cat, so frightened that he didn't dare to move. But it is impossible for Linglong to be at school 24 hours a day, so once Linglong is not around, they start to act as demons. Today, the girl whose head was pressed in the toilet has nothing to do with them. She just said a few words to a boy when doing exercises between classes, but that boy is the girl headed by class Z who has a crush on them. .

"Teacher, we are not..."

"Isn't it?" Linglong still had a smile on her face, but no matter how she smiled like a spring breeze, to the students of Class Z, she was no different from the devil. Because she was talking to them with a smile one second, and the next second, she is very likely to strangle them to death, not joking, but really strangling, and there is no trace of it after the incident, no scolding, no beating, no scolding, there is a boy Because the 50 laps ran with a grudge, he spent money to find a hooligan outside the school to beat the head teacher. , and still haven't come back.

The girl who was pressed in the toilet ran over crying and wanted to hide behind Linglong, but Linglong was so frightened that she turned pale: "Don't, don't, don't come! Don't come!"

She screamed, quickly ducked, and waved to the girl again and again: "Go, go, go, don't stay in front of me, it's dirty and smelly!"

I thought that the girl who met the angel was going to break her heart. She cried and ran away from the toilet. Linglong avoided the girl with disgust and pulled the unidentified object on the ground when she ran away. The local girl said: "What's the matter, where did the ability to bully people just now go? I'm not talking nonsense about the big truth. Since you have invited others to eat, you have to use some of it for yourself, right? Otherwise, it would be bad."

After saying this, the smile on Linglong's face disappeared, and it could be seen that she was serious. But what normal person would do such a thing? Especially young girls who dress up and keep up with trends? It's a pity that they can't run away even if they want to. Linglong doesn't want to get close to them. In fact, she doesn't like a place full of smog like the toilet. Anyway, she doesn't need to excrete. Once a soul drowned in the toilet came to the barren sea, that was the most frightening time Linglong wanted to cry after living for so long. After that, she felt that the barren sea was full of peculiar smell, and it was strictly forbidden to have such a thing again. Soul enters.

It's disgusting, isn't it? Humans are so disgusting, they actually have to poop.

"Teacher! Teacher, we know we're wrong, don't let us... We really know we're wrong, and we won't dare to do it again!" His mind was spinning fast and he was already admitting his mistake and begging for mercy.

Linglong's expression remained the same, "It's useless for me to know mistakes, people always have to pay a price for the mistakes they make. You have to know that every **** you usually say and everyone you hurt, In the end, it will be a different form of double retribution on yourselves. Your retribution is mine, I'm sorry."

It was impossible to convince Linglong to change her decision, so they decided to run away, but the road was right in front of them, but their legs couldn't get out, and they didn't even obey their hands!

Linglong smiled and didn't look at it. After all, she loves cleanliness: "You don't have to feel wronged. If you really want to say wrong, it's not you who should be wronged. Teacher Wang Chongfei was falsely accused by you. When the wives and children separated, I never saw you admit your mistake so quickly."

Linglong rolled her eyes in an indecent way. She didn't want to be a messenger of justice. .

But that Mr. Wang, so far, has only been used by other colleagues for casual chat after dinner. Said that his wife divorced him and brought a child to remarry, that his parents couldn't raise their heads and moved in a hurry, that he couldn't find a job and was told to sell vegetables wherever he went—no, those are all hearsay, Wang Chongfei no longer sells vegetables. He has changed from a respected teacher to a rat everyone yells at. No one believes that he is innocent, so he accidentally slipped and knocked his head when he went to the wholesale market one morning. On the stone table selling pork, when he was found, his head was immersed in a vegetable washing basin, and the whole basin of clean water was stained red with blood.

Besides are dishes he hasn't had time to clean yet.

Of course, to these "children", that really doesn't matter. When they become adults, they can still find a job to live their own life. When they dream about it at midnight, they will feel guilty for two or three seconds, and then they will forget all about it.

People who hurt others have a bad memory. But those who are hurt will never forget it for a lifetime. That is the wound in the heart, which will never heal. It may seem to be healed, but as long as it is touched a little, the thin scab will be lifted and the blood will flow.

Linglong doesn't like her food so sad, because that way, it will be very bitter to eat, making her feel uncomfortable even with her.

The process of which will not be repeated. In short, several tubes of toothpaste were suddenly sold in the school supermarket at noon that day, and then the students in class Z found that the most rude girls in this class were really shivering when they met the head teacher again. He didn't dare to raise his head, and when he saw the boy he liked, he didn't even go up to chat up again, and it was unbelievably well-behaved.

Tang Tongfu came to class after resting at home for a few days. The face of Hua Meinan was swollen, but there were still traces of cyan and purple potion. He didn't change, he was still in the state of a living dead, and Linglong went to the back door. After walking around for two laps, I found that no matter whose class, Tang Tongfu looked the same. He had no energy and no energy. He just sat like that, and he didn't go out after class. There was nothing on the desk, including Su Wanwan. class as well.

Linglong asked the monitor to call Tang Tongfu to the office during the big break. There were no other teachers in the office. Linglong sat on the desk, motioned Tang Tongfu to sit on his chair, and asked straight to the point, "Do you think you can go on like this? "

Tang Tongfu raised his eyes to look at her, but didn't answer, as if he was asking, what's going to happen?

"I can help you." Linglong smiled slightly. "Let's do a business, what do you think?"

The young man's eyes are clear and calm, like stagnant water. Linglong is not interested in being a beacon of his life, nor is he interested in him, but he is a little pity that he doesn't know what he has lost until now. "Since the memory is so painful, why don't you give me half of your soul, what do you think?"

Although Tang Tongfu didn't speak, the look in his eyes probably meant: Don't be a fool.

Linglong straightened his attitude and reasoned with him: "What you are suffering is what is entangled in the depths of your soul. Anyway, you have lost some of it, and you can't make it up. It is better to cut the mess with a quick knife. I can become a normal person and live a normal life.”

Her words were full of temptation, but Tang Tongfu didn't believe it at all. He looked at Linglong and said, "Teacher, I'm not a child anymore. Your method of getting into my heart won't work for me."

"Don't make trouble, I have no interest in entering your heart." Linglong pouted. "If you can, do you agree? You can't be so half-dead in your life, right? Your uncle will die sooner or later. If he dies, who will take care of you? With your current state, it's obvious that you can't save yourself."

"If you're telling the truth, then take it away." Tang Tongfu stood up, "I'm back in the classroom."

Just as Su Wanwan appeared at the door of the office, Linglong sat on the table and swayed her calves, smiling uncontrollably: "Then let's make a deal, I'll take it~"

I like this kind of neat guy.

"Are you all right?"

Su Wanwan grabbed Tang Tongfu and looked up and down, then looked at Linglong, as if she was some kind of monster who could eat people, Linglong felt very wronged, she clearly didn't do anything right? And she doesn't specialize in charity, so the price isn't too much, right?

Tang Tongfu can eat half of her painful soul. In this case, Tang Tongfu still has an independent mind to live, but she just lacks some memories and feelings. Anyway, he lost the most important thing and could never get it back, so it would be a waste to keep the half of his soul on him.

Tang Tongfu shook his head and left. In front of Linglong, Su Wanwan was fine, but she came over to Linglong and said, "Mr. Long, there is something I want to talk to you about."

"Okay." Linglong smiled. "You can say it now."

Su Wanwan first looked around the office and confirmed that no one was there before gritted her teeth: "I don't want to seduce Tang Tongfu, I really love him and want to help him and become the light of his life."

Linglong snorted, "So what?"

"So can you help me hide this? Love is not wrong, you have seen his situation, he can't go on like this, he will destroy himself, he needs someone to pull him !”

The sincere words did not move Linglong, who still sat on the table with Erlang's legs crossed, "Yes, but that person doesn't have to be you, right? I can too."